Summer's almost over ...and the late 90s and 200s are back

It's a Thursday, and I arrive at about 4:30.  I park in the overflow lot as the main lot is full. Deon [sp] and his crew are outside shit-talking, and he and I swap quick stories about some rides we did this summer. I get the pat down, pay my 10 quid [dollars, lol], and I'm inside. As mentioned previously in other reviews, walking down the stairs on the left, the obnoxious stretch TV is now 8 screens displaying various images that take me back to the 90s and early 2000s. Today it is caught between the smoke monster from Lost in slow motion and the underwater scenes from the opening of Come Undone by Duran Duran.  It is still early, so upstairs is closed... or so i thought. Later, I find out upstairs is closed on Thursdays, "so the party is all on the lower level," says the dj

Today, the ratio of Hispanic women is strong—I'd say 75%—and the remainder are AA and white or white passing. As per usual, these Hispanic ladies hustle hard. Maybe to pay for the work they've had done? There are at least 30 ladies here altogether, of varying sizes, so one can get their fix depending on preference. I see a bunch of new faces (and some old.. well usual ones) so my interest is piqued to return. I turn down a few dance offers [they are $10 a pop] from Lopez body look-alikes and enjoy some from two AA spinners... nothing over the top, just the usual solid 2-way contact for about five songs per girl.

In my last few visits, I have noticed that the ladies smoke and vape more than the customers—a very interesting turnabout. Not being a smoker myself, it is good to sit and not be engulfed in smoke.  The hernia Candyman is here today, of course.. with a black hat on his head and a flock of girls around as per usual.  He seems low-key today; perhaps he has met his month's quota. Music today is a good mix of old-school reggae and hip-hop, with some of the newer, unlistenable stuff mixed in. But hey, the DJ has to play a little something for everyone. Candyman appears to like old-school reggae, so he and I have that in common.